“In college I was a part of our drama club and we used a 100+ year old opera house in downtown Biddeford, ME as our theater. So, I was there alone doing work on the set for our next show and of course being in a theater alone is creepy as it gets anyway!
This theater was old enough to have the wooden walkways above the stage that went from one side to the other. As I am painting I could have sworn I heard someone run across them multiple times. I try to block it out but that is nearly impossible. Just as I am about to finish I hear something fall from above the stage...even though I couldn't find anything it convinced me enough that I was done for the day. Apparently there's a story of a ghost of an opera singer that died there in Halloween.
